The Sunspire The Dawn is breaking

Summer listened attentively as Jace began to speak of his strengths and weaknesses, forcefully rejecting the whole "brush burned" thing. It was another term he'd never heard before and one he DEFINITELY did not have any desire to understand. He gave his beta a ponderous look, furrowing his brows thoughtfully. What strengths did he have? What weaknesses?

"Overconfidence," he answered finally, feeling his face flushing with embarrassment, "When I fought that female... I went in thinking I would teach her not to mess with me, hoping it would make her stay far away from the Sunspire altogether when she recognized our pack's scent. It was... foolish, stupid. I was in way over my head and she quickly took advantage of it." He rolled his shoulders as he spoke, wincing at the pain that shot through it as he did so. He grimaced remembering the fight and how totally she'd owned him. He'd made out alright in the end, but that was more luck than anything else.